Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Fire is hot; water, cold.
All things that exist are like a dream, a phantom, a bubble, a reflection; they are like dew or lightning; thus should you view them.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
From the origins nothing exists.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
It rains: the earth wet.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
No good thought, no evil thought.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Watch your own steps!
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
No ugliness in a loved child.